elixa

Today was the first Parent teacher confrence. And in my usual hope for the best but expect the worst way I walked in half ecpecting them to tell me that my son has developed a new form of bubonic plague that he has given to all of his class mates. (Now I am his biggest fan... but that also means I know what he's capable of. And after the incident where he tried to use the hair clippers on the cat.... well, I am just prepared for anything) It turns out that I have a normal child that is doing well with his assignments and is a little ahead of pace in that respect. His teacher said that he is a great comminucator for this age and that he is a thoughtful boy.
Could I have asked for better?

Other than that I am emotionally exhausted after having had 2 major hits to the trust levels in my current relationship. However... they were largely learning experiences. You see... he shared IM conversations that he and I had while we were just friends with the woman he was with at the time to put her at ease about our friendship (ha ha). Now these chats were private and he didnt ask me for permission, but thought that it would be ok as he is just kind open about some things. Well, his ex and I have started talking as I will have to interact with her in his social circle. In our first chat she mentioned that she felt like she knew me from having read the IMs.

I HIT THE FUCKING ROOF..... with a nicely composed grace mind you.

So she gave me what she had and I tore him a now oriface from navel to nose. He spent a night or so in tears as I am real big on privacy and was hurt at this gesture. So we decided to let things sit for a few days to calm down and try to understand how we each see things a little better.

So far so good....

The other one was smething small directly on the heels of that one.... it was a white lie I found out about. I was... less than pleased.

At any rate we are together, largely, for now. But I am worn and I need to breathe and think and finish up some other pressing events in life before I really deal any more with him. So I have set a time table as not to let it fade and go unresolved. I will have all of my other crap done by Sat morning. Sat eve, we will spend the night alone as Noah is going to see some more of my extended family (I swear with as high in demand as he is with my Aunts I should rent him out and use the proceeds to buy the exceedingly expensive x-mas gifts) and my gentleman friend and I will sit down and talk... civily.

Placing bets? I'm not. Anything could happen.....